Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Under the leadership of the Zhang brothers, Zhu Youjian came to the sacred case enshrining Zhang Chunchen and saw dozens of spiritual tablets placed on the table.

Zhang Luojun lit the sandalwood and handed it to Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian took the sandalwood, bowed three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner with his own hands.

"Zhang Qing, how many good sons have you got! Thanks to the help of the five Yuanmei brothers, Baoding can be saved..."

Looking at the throne in front of him, Zhu Youjian muttered.

The eyes of the five Zhang brothers on the side turned red instantly.

Who among the ministers can be personally blessed by the emperor like their father?

For a time, everyone in the Zhang family became more determined to die for the emperor.

……

Wang Chengen, who hid himself in the shadows, had a smile on his lips.

Your Majesty has matured!

Only a qualified monarch can combine kindness and power...

……

The next day.

Zhu Youjian got up early in the morning.

According to the time calculation, there are still forty days before Manqing will enter the customs. Now, he cannot stop him at all.

Not only the area around Baoding has long been dilapidated, but even the entire northern land is unsustainable.

Beizhili cannot be kept at all!

Therefore, the established plan to settle in Nanyang still needs to be implemented.

The ministers, who had already had the experience, summoned various craftsmen to work on all kinds of materials overnight, just as they had done in the new city.

None of this is mentioned.

The biggest crisis facing Zhu Youjian now is Li Zicheng's counterattack!

After joining the Baoding Ming army, Zhu Youjian finally had more than 7000 soldiers and horses. If the lightly wounded were included, he could barely break through the [-] mark.

If these people were to stick to their guns, they would be able to do so reluctantly, but if they wanted to escape under the pursuit of the intruders, it would be too difficult!

And the most important thing is that he must find a way to get rid of Li Zicheng's pursuers!

Zhu Youjian's eyes wandered around the map, constantly glancing back and forth between Baoding and the capital.

Suddenly, his sight was fixed on the canal!

……

At the same time, Li Zicheng sat on the dragon chair in Jianji Hall with a golden sword.

Below are the arrogant civil servants and generals of Dashun, and the flattering ministers of the Ming court.

After everyone shouted long live, Li Zicheng gave the Dashun courtiers a seat.

The surrender of the Ming Dynasty can only stand...

His eyes were scanning among the courtiers of the Ming Dynasty, and suddenly he saw an old man with a completely white beard standing in front of the crowd.

Li Zicheng pointed at him and asked, "Who are you?"

The white-haired old official knelt on the ground and said with a flattering look on his face: "The guilty minister is the one who admires His Majesty's beauty."

"Haha, Brother Liu, look, this old man is very eloquent!"

Li Zicheng put one leg on the ground and one leg crossed on the dragon chair, and started laughing.

Liu Zongmin, who was beside him, glanced sideways at the guy and laughed and cursed: "Great Emperor, this guy's hair and beard are all white, and his teeth are gone. How can he do anything? I can pull him down and beat him to death."

When the white-haired old official heard this, he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly said:

"As long as your majesty uses me, even white hair can grow black, and even lost teeth can regenerate. In order to repay your majesty, how dare I say that I am old!"

This flattery is so comfortable!

Li Zicheng laughed and waved him back to the queue.

Liu Zongmin sneered: "Great Emperor, this old dog doesn't know what he's capable of, but he's very flattering."

Li Zicheng waved his hand and ignored it.

Li Zicheng looked around at the ministers and said:

"Let me tell the world clearly that we in Dashun do not pay taxes, but our soldiers need to be supported.

You are all officials of the Ming Dynasty. Give us an idea for raising troops. "

Zhang Jinyan, the Minister of War in the Ming Dynasty, knelt on the ground and said:

"Your Majesty, there is gold and silver in the national treasury and internal funds.

During the Wanli and Tianqi periods, a lot of gold and silver were plundered from the people, and they were all hidden in the Ming Emperor's treasury. It is said that there are probably more than 2000 million taels. His Majesty sent people to check it! "

"Oh? Which official is in charge of the money in the household department?" Li Zicheng raised his eyebrows and asked.

None of the demoted officials know that there is no money in the warehouse, so how can anyone stand up to ruin Li Zicheng's fortune?

How shameless! Zhao Shijin sighed and walked out from behind the queue.

"Are you in charge of money?" Li Zicheng became interested.

Zhao Shijin said: "I am a Jinshi of Ding Chou in the 16th year of Chongzhen, and the head of the Ministry of Government and Industry. On December [-], the [-]th year of Chongzhen, I was recommended by Mr. Fan Ge, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, to replace Yuan Wailang of the Ministry of Industry's Camp and Maintenance Department."

Li Zicheng frowned: "Wuna Mingren, this official is so hard to remember. Our Dashun doesn't have so many twists and turns!"

"Tell us, boy, how much money was there in the Ministry of Household Affairs in the Ming Dynasty?

We see that you are still a talented person, so you can work for us with peace of mind. I will leave a place for you in our government! "

After Li Zicheng established Dashun, for the sake of legitimacy, he claimed that he was from the Tang Dynasty after the Li family of the Tang Dynasty.

The six central ministries of the Ming Dynasty were changed to the civil service government, the household government, the ceremonial government, the military government, the criminal government, and the workers' government.

Zhao Shijin sighed: "Ambassador Ku Yinyuan of Hubu died in battle a few days ago, and I was the last one to enter Hubu to collect silver.

If no one takes it anymore, there are still 2300 taels of silver in the Treasury of the Ministry of Household Affairs. "

"What?"

Before Li Zicheng could say anything, Liu Zongmin jumped up and grabbed Zhao Shijin's collar:

"That thief, you are looking for death! You have found the wrong person to entertain me!"

How could it be possible that the Ming Dynasty’s Treasury had only 2000 taels of silver?

Just add another [-] words!

Zhao Shijin closed his eyes and continued:

"When I went to collect the silver, I checked both the old and new treasury, and there was only more than [-] gold left in the new treasury.

In addition to the records and books of corrupt officials from past dynasties, the only items left in the old treasury are clothes with gold belts, rhinoceros cups, and the like, and the total price is only a little over a thousand gold!

Envoy Yuan Ku told me that His Majesty had already given these gold-inlaid and silver-inlaid vessels to Consort Gong’s family for the purpose of building a tomb for the princess who died of illness the year before last. They should be sent out as soon as he gets the documents to collect them.

The money I received for defending the city was obtained from Jin Yiwei not long ago. It was the money obtained from selling a school captain's official position, a total of 600 taels, plus 300 taels of Baoyuan Bureau's Yi Qian silver. Your Majesty asked me to receive it as a reward for defending the city. Use. "

(Yi Qian Yin means broken silver melted into official silver.)

After Zhao Shijin finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked around at everyone:

"Your Majesty's underwear is covered with patches, so where did he get the money from his pocket? The country was in such a difficult situation that all the utensils in the palace were sold, so how did he get the more than [-] million taels of money from his pocket?

I just wish I couldn't die for your majesty and live an ignoble existence so far.

Seeing that you are still such bastards today, I don’t even bother to serve as your equals.

King, if you want to kill, just kill someone! "

Zhao Shijin raised his neck and stood up straight, waiting for Li Zicheng's axe.